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"Do you always grope unconscious women?"

He folded his hands over his stos at the ankle He should have looked ridiculous lying on the cement floor, with his raven hair tousled and his expensive suit wrinkled But he didn’t

He looked…edible

The bronzed, stunningly beautiful features The full, sensual lips The whiskey-gold eyes

A delectable male, from the top of his raven hair to the tips of his Italian leather shoes

"Only those who crawl all over me in their sleep," he said "If anyone was violated, it was me"

The worst part was that Harley couldn’t be certain she hadn’t been violating him Her body seemed to have lost its connection to her brain

"God," she muttered, as annoyed with herself as with Salvatore "Get over yourself"

In one fluiddirectly in front of her

"I’d rather be over you"

"Enough" She abruptly turned fro "I havein heat"

She felt hih it didn’t helpforce

"Do you knohere we are?" he dee made of silver bars that was set in theto identify the crahtbulb in the center of the ceiling There were no s, no furniture, not even a blanket, but the ave away their location

"In Caine’s cabin near St Louis"

Salvatore closed his eyes, testing the air "It’s dusk"

"Do you have a point?"

"Levet beco the day" His eyes opened, a hint of frustration shi any moment to follow our trail"

Harley shook her head, Salvatore’s frustration echoing deep inside her She h to underestimate him

"There won’t be a trail to follow"

"What do you mean?"

"One of Caine’s lovers is a witch He nevera spell to cover his scent, as well as anyone with hi to be able to find us"

"One of his lovers?" Salvatore arched a brow, ignoring the most pertinent point of her explanation "How many does he have?"

She made a sound of impatience "I’ve never bothered to keep count Why? Are you interested in joining the bi whether or not you share his bed"

"It’s none of your da through his eyes "Ah, if only that were true"

A ave a sharp shake of her head

She wasn’t going to be distracted

"I don’t knohat your dae is, but in case you’ve failed to notice, we’re in a little bit of trouble here Can you focus on soet into my pants?"

His lips curled "I can roused "Then get us out of here"

Chapter Four

Salvatore glanced toward the locked door of the cell, folding his arms across his chest

"And just how do you expect ht you were so," she taunted "Don’t you have any special powers?"

Salvatore smiled, unruffled by her sharp tone She could snap and snarl all she wanted, but she couldn’t conceal the scent of her arousal

And when he’d awakened to discover her snuggled in his ar hile